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Over the weekend we went to South Beach and ate at a trendy spot for lunch. There was a group of eight women sitting next to us in their cute little dresses and short shorts, hair perfectly coifed and just the...

We had just been seated at a restaurant, when I realized I’d forgotten the baby’s snacks. Yes, I know we were already at a restaurant, but if the baby doesn’t have something to munch on while waiting for her food, there...

It was the eight-year-old’s birthday today. I asked him how he felt about about being eight and he said Well, it’s a lot like being seven, except now I’m eight. Somewhere there’s a league of children who oversee children everywhere, laughing...

Dear Miss Bintu (or is it Miss Felicia? I’m not good at reading letters, let alone emails): I am having an okay day. Thank you for asking. I had to pay bills today, which always leaves me in a crap mood....

The light is barely starting to stream into the window when I’m awakened by something so fantastically painful, I stop dreaming about chasing the Mad Hatter on a unicycle. In my underwear. The baby has thrown her sippy cup in my...

Hey Carl, Happy Birthday, luv! Just so you know, there have been too many instances where I’ve come close to destroying your birthday cake today. As I was driving back from the bakery, the cake on the front passenger seat, I...

I’ve been running on less than five hours of sleep for the past two weeks and I’m feeling a little bit like Guy Pearce in Memento, which would make Carl Carrie-Anne Moss. I don’t trust people with hyphenated names, I say....

I waited six months to clean the inside of the driver’s side window in our car. We had the tinting removed in September, and there was a thick-sticky residue the mechanic had not removed. This “small thing” became a “big thing”...

Do you ever feel like your drive to follow your passion is slowly but surely taking over your life? Do you sometimes say to yourself, “Forget it, it’s not worth it!”. I have. In fact, I’ve “quit” my blogging career quite...

The Smashing Pumpkins’ Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness played non-stop between 1995-1997 in my room (poor, poor CD player). I was in a perpetual state of forlorn and misery as I stumbled into an abyss of depression that paralyzed me...